Making Personal Appearances
Never in anyone's wildest dreams,
Would one think in showing others indifference...
Days would come,
To detrimentally affect their own lives.
Well,
With current events coming unwelcomed...
To some,
Maybe the surfacing of evidence,
Will provide a few observing...
With clues and hints.
Reminding,
That what one does to others...
Has a way of making personal appearances.
Returning with vivid memories and flashbacks,
Delivered at one's front door.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The personal appearances and red carpet events are very glitzy, but it's a bit false.
In Your Wildest Dream
Oh baby, oh baby
The sun goes down and the moon comes up
My heart is pumping for you, and the mad thing starts yeah
Ohho..yeah, never in your wildest dreams
did you ever get this feeling
never in your wildest dreams, oh no
never in your wildest dreams could it ever be this easy,
never in your wildest dreams, oh no
Oh baby, oh baby
The night is hot outside your window
I hear people walking, people talking
I smell your skin, I feel you breathing
don't let me go, not yet, not yet, not yet
Ohho..yeah, never in your wildest dreams
did you ever get this feeling
never in your wildest dreams, oh..oh
never in your wildest dreams did it ever get this easy,
never in your wildest dreams, oh
Oh baby, oh baby
The world is slowly turning,
as it turns I see your face, touch your eyes, your lips, space space
We've arrived at the place where they open the hearts
and fill them up with love, filled with love, filled with love
This one's pumping for you, as the mad thing starts
Never in your wild, never in your wild, ...ohh
never in your wildest dreams
Never in your wild, never in your wild, ...ohh
never in your wildest dreams
never in your wildest dreams
did you ever get this feeling
never in your wildest dreams, oh no
never in your wildest dreams did it ever feel this easy,
never in your wildest dreams, oh no
(text in [..] translated: sung by Antonio Banderas in Spanish)
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We've arrived at the place where they open the hearts
and fill them up with love, filled with love, filled with love
This one's pumping for you
]
and the mad thing starts...ooh sacrifice
never in your wildest dreams, did you ever get this feeling
never in your wildest dreams, oh no
never in your wildest dreams can it ever feel this easy,
never in your wildest dreams, oh..oh
song performed by by Tina Turner
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Haunting
Sleep is an enemy these days
I sleep, I wake, I sleep, I wake
I look outside the window at the night
Sometimes I have such dreams
as vivid as the day, at other times
the dreams, they stay away.
It was a night of vivid dreams
I heard a noise downstairs, someone shuffling, rustling
I called, "Is someone there? "
Footsteps coming closer, passing by my door.
I heard the bathroom being used
and I called out some more.
The bedroom door creaked open,
she moved across the room, her face was so familiar
but I screamed and off she flew.
The face I saw was tired miserable and worn.
She seemed to be quite harmless
but still I was concerned
and later on that morning
as the sun rose in the sky, I realised who she was
and I breathed a heavy sigh.
The lady in my bedroom
was someone I knew well. It was me you see dear reader,
it seems I haunt myself
poem by Ruth Walters
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In Your Wildest Dreams
(h. knight/ m. chapman)
Producer: trevor horn
Album: wildest dreams (96)
Special guest: antonio banderas (european version)
Special guest: barry white (american version)
The sun goes down
And the moon comes up
My heart is pumping for you
And a mad thing starts
Never in your wildest dreams
Did you ever get this feeling
Never in your wildest dreams
Never in your wildest dreams
Could it ever be this easy
Never in your wildest dreams
The night is hot outside your window
I hear people walking, people talking
I smell your skin, I feel you breathing
Dont let me go, not yet, not yet, not yet, not yet
Never in your wildest dreams
Did you ever get this feeling
Never in your wildest dreams
Never in your wildest dreams
Did it ever get this easy
Never in your wildest dreams
The world is slowly turning
As it turns I see your face, touch your eyes, your lips, space
Weve arrived at the place where they open hearts
And fill them up with love, filled with love, filled with love
This ones pumping for you
As a mad thing starts
Never in your wildest dreams
Did you ever get this feeling
Never in your wildest dreams
Never in your wildest dreams
Did it ever feel this easy
Never in your wildest dreams
(antonio banderas - european version only)
Llegamos a un lugar donde abriremos el corazon
E lo llenaremos con amor, lleno de amor (ooh sacrifice)
El mio palpita por ti
As a mad thing starts (ooh sacrifice)
Oh baby, no baby (ooh sacrifice)
Never in my wildest dreams (ooh sacrifice)
song performed by by Tina Turner
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They Are But a Mirage of a Re-enactment Induced
'This is 'not' a recession.
This affect can be best described,
As a 'slowdown'.
A progressive retrieval,
From an accustomed forward process.
And that process
Is currently undergoing a deterence,
To enable a fortification of principles to be applied.
A recess that has decreased an increased movement,
Should not confuse the use of an installation
Of targeted limits that have been placed
To offset the appearance
Of a reflected weakened economy.
And a recession by definition...
Is not what we wish for any of our followers to conceive.
Since it is our belief,
Admitting to perceptions does not provide concrete evidence!
And under these circumstances...
No one has the balls to admit the obvious!
Are there any further questions? '
Yes!
When you say...
And I quote: 'No one has the balls to admit the obvious! '
Exactly,
What is meant by that?
'Let me see if I can provide more clarity!
That which was but isn't the way it use to be,
Should not be as much of a concern.
However...
If that which should be is given an added 'boost'
In perception...
That perception of what could be...
Can and will sustain a quality of life,
More than the reality of current conditions!
And supercedes and suspends them from their delusions.
This statement is what I meant by that.
And coming forth as I have done...
Only solidifies the great sacrifices I am willing to shoulder!
I see!
So in other words,
Not used in this press conference...
If millions are homeless because they have lost their jobs.
And can not provide food or shelter...
Or basic human comforts,
They are but a mirage of a re-enactment induced,
By bad diets and lack of exercise?
And those who view them...
Are focusing on their condition with a re-enforcement
They have inflicted upon themselves,
Because...
If improper nutrients are not daily digested...
Blood levels will affect one's belief system?
'Exactly!
I could not have said that better myself.
And 'that' is the point,
I have been trying to make for eight years!
You have a resumé?
Leave it with my staff.
You would make an excellent speechwriter!
I understood that perfectly.
Well done! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wildest Dreams
They decorated all the generals
Who fought the wars behind the lines
They had forgotten all the soldiers
The brandy put them way behind the times
Insanity has found its way to tv screens
Vision seems impossible to me
They fight {they fight} for king {for king} and country
I never would have thought this in my
{chorus}
Wildest dreams
Wildest dreams
Wildest dreams
Wildest dreams
The evening comes, we sit and watch the vjs
Clips and rushes come from who knows where
From washington across to california
With fighting breaking out in leicester square
We see the soldiers moving on to victory
And children trampled under marching feet
They fight {they fight} for king {for king} and country
How many millions will they put to sleep?
{chorus}
Fly away...
No, not in this world
No, not in the next
No, not in my wildest dreams
They recommended euthanasia
For non-conformists anywhere
Some mens dreams for others turn to nightmares
This never would have happened in my
{chorus}
Fly away...
No, not in this world
No, not in the next
No, not in my wildest dreams...
song performed by by Asia
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Graduation
Splashing in the water
Dancing in the rain
Having so much fun
Feeling the drops on my face.
Making so many friends
Sharing the memories we all laugh at today.
Seeing our faces
Watching us grow up
And watching us walk down that stage.
Flashbacks of memories
That we've held on for years
All of that behind us
Ready to make new ones to share.
Reaching for that diploma
Our lives about to begin
Big smiles on our faces
Knowing were about to begin.
Looking back with no regrets....
poem by Chantel Braatz
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No one is immune from the larger events of his or her time - the Depression, World War II, civil rights, Vietnam, the spring of 1989 in China. These events intrude upon our lives and radically affect our directions.
quote by Paul Tsongas
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Me & Bobby & Bobbys Brother
Well there was me and bobby and bobbys brother
Please take me back to that place
Where Ive got all my memories, those were my happiest days
I remember all the games we used to play
I really do
And I went to see them almost every day
I wanted to
Though we quarrelled at times
And had a few fights
We were the best of friends
We found a place in the sun
To have enough fun
Well there was me and bobby and bobbys brother
Wildest kids you could see
We would play together
Climbing the apple tree
Yes there was me and bobby and bobbys brother
Please take me back to that place
Where Ive got all me my memories, those were my happiest days
They would take me out for football games and such
They liked to play
And I guess I didnt like it very much
But anyway
I was happy and proud to be with the boys
Being a little girl
I found a place in the sun
A heaven of fun
Well there was me and bobby and bobbys brother
Wildest kids you could see
We would play together
Climbing the apple tree
Yes there was me and bobby and bobbys brother
Please take me back to that place
Where Ive got all me my memories, those were my happiest days
Well there was me and bobby and bobbys brother
Please take me back to that place
Where Ive got all my memories, those were my happiest days
(got all my memories, those were my happiest days)
Where Ive got all my memories, those were my happiest days
(got all my memories, those were my happiest days)
Where Ive got all my memories, those were my happiest days
(got all my memories, those were my happiest days)
(fade)
song performed by by ABBA
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She was making great money at personal appearances.
quote by David Gest
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Yesterday Dreams
(brian cadd)
Producers for bonnie: david mackay, ronnie scott, steve wolfe
Lonely summer needing rain, standing quietly going insane
Said, I love you, you never heard a word
Memories that still cause pain, I lost the feeling I cant explain
Still I need you, dont that seem absurd?
Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
Making it so hard to start all over again
Yesterday dreams, yesterday dreams
Here they are coming again, yeah
Fading pictures in my mind, another place, another time
Its the same old song, just another melody
Dont ask me cause I dont want to say
Hes the reason that keeps me away
I wont go through it again, but you dont even see what I mean
Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
Making it so hard to start all over again
Yesterday dreams, yesterday dreams
Here they are coming again
I dont want to lie awake with you at night and wonder why
Looking at your hurting eyes and asking me if its all a lie
Perfect pattern of part-time love
Always aware were gonna make it above
What I lost before taking us both nowhere
What youre askin I cant give, pick up the pieces thatll let you live
And dont ever look back cause I wont even be there
Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
Making it so hard to start all over again
Yesterday dreams, yesterday dreams, here they are coming again
Yesterday dreams, yesterday dreams, here they are coming again
Yesterday dreams, yesterday dreams, here they are coming again
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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~Wish~
Blueness blowing through me
with the coming of a season's last hurrah,
Hints of sallowness and indifference
spilling through it all.
The greeness of each and every blade
has not faded into fall,
And yet I wish the summer sun
could make the autumn stall.
How I'll miss the summer
with her warm and sunny ways,
Wishing a wish for my summer
to last all of my days.
2005
poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun
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My past is my demon
my demon, it haunts me everyday,
never doing what best for me,
i please others before myself,
i let it become me,
my demon,
never lets me love myself,
always telling me what not to love,
its always there when i'm turned on,
reminding me of painful memories,
i don't wish to remember,
that's my demon,
paing don't go away,
it knocks at my front door waiting to be let in,
how can i?
it what holding me back from having a life,
from trusting people,
my deamon it don't play by the rules,
if it did,
it will know it is not welcome,
but my demon is what i have to face,
so i opened the door to let it in,
my demon is now apart of me,
it what makes me who i am.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Beneath An Understatement Made
Hey...
It's not like they weren't told.
Or warned.
With the delivery of personal messages.
They CHOSE to disbelieve.
And that is why,
That handwriting that use to be on the walls...
Has now been constructed,
To appear on billboards.
Making it as obvious as possible,
No will will miss the coming events!
And 'if' they do,
To say they have been out of touch...
Is beneath an understatement made.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Only Will This Be A Need
There is a certain need coming,
To be less thoughtless...
In our assessments expressed,
That affect feelings of others.
There is a consciousness that is shared.
And an unawareness of this is known by many.
But those days are soon to be gone.
With a 'dawning' within us all.
As if a light has been turned on!
And,
Whatever it is we send out to say...
Will boomerang to find its way back to us.
Maybe within minutes.
Maybe within hours.
Or perhaps in days.
There is a certain need coming,
To be less thoughtless...
In our assessments expressed,
That affect feelings of others.
And not only will this be a need.
It will be a wish desired.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In My Wildest Dreams
Well I built a million ravin beauties out of pure make believe,
Hopin' my imagination might run away with me.
Thought Id picture every vision that a man could dream about,
Hell, you walked through those swing doors and stepped down off that cloud.
Whats an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams?
A walkin' talkin' lovin' fantasy.
Did you come here tonight just to rescue me?
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams.
Well, I thought I died and went to heaven when you sat down next to me.
And I said to myself this is too good to believe.
You look like you belong in a Sunday school choir,
Instead of in this honky tonk settin' me on fire.
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams?
A walkin' talkin' lovin' fantasy.
Darlin' did you come here tonight just to rescue me?
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams.
Are you just wishful thinkin'? A figment of my mind.
Well, Ill worry 'bout that tomorrow, right now, it's closin time.
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams?
A walkin' talkin' lovin' fantasy.
Darlin' did you come here tonight just to rescue me?
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams.
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams.
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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The Keeper Of Dreams
The keeper of dreams
dishes them out.
He searches and finds
the sleepers in doubt
and delivers strange
and frightful ones
to all the daughters, all the sons
that live their lives
unfaithfully
making them atone
unmercifully.
Strange and nightmarish scenes
he does send,
making their days and nightimes blend.
He searches and finds
the sleepers who know
all about love
and to make it go
into the lives
of all they meet,
lessening their troubles
and helping defeat
their loneliness.
To these he delivers
dreams of calm
and soothes their brows
with annointed balm,
making their days
and nights never end.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Seeking Evidence
I could stop right now in my tracks.
And not concern myself,
With taking another step forward.
With clues I've left behind,
For you to retrace...
How I did what I did,
And what took place.
Laced with tasty unhidden facts!
Still you would be seeking undisclosed evidence,
To waste more of your time.
Believing you'll discover something to find,
To win and grin at the finish line.
Since your mind is not convinced...
I do not, have not or will not regard you as competition.
I look upon you more as a nuisance on the pursuit.
And somewhat of an annoyance that doesn't take hints.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Have a Nice Day
When you live somewhere
for a very long-time,
street corners gather memories,
friendly memories
you can say Hi to everyday.
They are memories
of your progress through life.
Memories of important events
that moulded and shaped our lives.
Therefore, whenever
we pass the corners
our friendly memories
are always there to say
have a nice day
(12 November 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Time Of Our Lives
At our lives, we are only given one small crack;
Sometimes, we all wish we could turn time back.
Life is not something for which we can rehearse;
We can't fast forward it; can't put it into reverse.
Each day is a blank canvas, ready for us to paint;
Memories of some days are vivid; some seem feint.
It is up to each of us to choose how we fill our days;
There are so many options: so many different ways.
There are times when we all wish our lives away,
Especially when looking forward to a special day.
The days in-between, we wish just would not exist,
But, from our lives, those days would be sorely missed.
Some moments, we wish wouldn't fade into the past;
We wish we could pin them down, and hold them fast.
Those moments, we wish we could capture in a jam jar,
So that we can recall just how special to us they really are.
There are moments when we wish time would disappear:
It may be a single minute, an hour, a day, or an entire year.
When we are children, the days seem to just last and last,
But, as we grow older, they all seem to fly by really fast.
Whether it's a really special day, or just mundane;
Whether it's a really sunny day, or pouring of rain,
Every day holds the same amount of value or worth:
Each and every day is a blessing for us on our Earth.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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